Desperate to find
Wondering if I'm just not
Cut out for this type of thing
Losing my mind
Losing is my way of
Getting through life without pain
If you expect it, you're never wrong
And hope's just dreams
In the night we are who we want
'Til the morning
Reminding me that
You closed the door on me
I may be unkind
And maybe you'll find
I'm just not quite prepared to let go
Feelings will fade in time
But time's too slow
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